We will occasionally post something here to give shape and voice to a different way of seeing, doing, feeling.
It expresses the idea that another world is not only entirely possible – but that it already exists. It is just waiting to be discovered by you.
Nothing expresses this better than the below poem by Mary Oliver:
Image courtesy of Marlon Souren
Sleeping in the forest
I thought the earth remembered me, she
took me back so tenderly, arranging
her dark skirts, her pockets
full of lichens and seeds. I slept
as never before, a stone
on the riverbed, nothing
between me and the white fire of the stars
but my thoughts, and they floated
light as moths among the branches
of the perfect trees. All night
I heard the small kingdoms breathing
around me, the insects, and the birds
who do their work in the darkness. All night
I rose and fell, as if in water, grappling
with a luminous doom. By morning
I had vanished at least a dozen times
into something better.
Beautiful poem…so fitting and in tune with the intention and the webpage design and purpose.
I know that great being
who has the effulgence of the Sun beyond darkness
Only knowing him can one go beyond death
there is no other path for the journey.
Lovely poem.
Лепа песма…
Lovely poem. It reminds me “The poetry of earth is never dead” by John Keats
Beautiful poem
Beautiful!
Beautiful. Here is one more to add to your collection.
“So this is how you swim inward. So this is how you flow outwards. So this is how you pray.”
Mary Oliver.